your lips, the pillars of truth
and of lies
When your palms are spread, valleys of life surge from creases
i kiss your fingertips
and my face becomes wet with tears
devotion and love humbles me
You are my goddess
let out of your box.
that poem keeps getting me noticed by people. it's gonna be recorded on cd now.. and i got some editor's choice award.
all thanks to you, lucky, my darling.
made a bet i can start and finish my five summer reading books by a week from today. totally gonna make it.
while at disney world, i saw the blue man group and cirque de soleil la nouba, pretty fucking rad man. did a little shopping, among my purchases is a pound of rock candy, a four lens camera, some sexy dresses, and of course a wonderlous present for my lucky-dahling! surprise surprise!
what else, what else?
sent in my papers for my passport today, so i can go on the eurotrip for french class. it's in april, right before my birthday.
chicken quesadillas and a monster assault for dinner. i'll live to be 130 with this kind of diet. uh huh.
nearly all for now.. i'm working on some art, i'll post another sketch composite real soon.
here kitty, kitty.
train of thought:
lucky
rucky
rocky
UH!
Devious Comments
.......goddamnit ><
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my life is a still born fetus.
gimme my present. and letters. i miss your letters so so so much.
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SHELBA-
T R O N
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SHELBA-
T R O N
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